Feathers will carry
the wages of sins, to fly
after my lips taste.
Something was left
when you told complete truth.
That was your ache?
An earthquake will
start when you skip my name
watching full moon.
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Author:
satishverma (
Offline) - Published: January 1st, 2021 20:22
- Category: Nature
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Feathers carrying the wages of sins to fly after my lips taste.
So I will just let it go
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